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Monday, July 23, 2012

The Unsacred Gift by C.S. Dorsey an excerpt & Giveaway

Title: The Unsacred Gift

Genre: Young Adult Paranormal Romance

Number of Pages: 220

Publisher: Self Published

Formats available for review: E Book

Disclaimer: I run the tour company

Have you ever had a dream that came to life? How about losing the one you love andnot being able to save them? What about a gift that you were cursed with? Well image having all three like Sicily "Sissy" Monroe."Some might say what I have is a gift. I say, I want to return it." Sissy declares.

Sicily "Sissy" Monroe has all the qualities of a perfect young lady. She is almost where she wants to be in life. But lying deep in the pupil of her eyes hold something that she cannot get rid of which interferes with her plans. She fights everyday with no one but herself. After having her first vision at age six of her sister's (Misty) disappearance and the dreams of failing to save her, Sissy wants no part in another person's fate. For years Sissy tried hard to avoid contact with people because she feared foreseeing their death. In keeping with this, she tries to stay away from her family. Little did Sissy know she could not run from her past, or her gift. She hopes someone will put her out of her misery, but she will soon discover that her visions and dreams were just a mere image of herself.

Tour Wide Giveaway: Comment to win a signed paperback of The Unsacred Gift (US/Canada only) or an ebook in kindle format. (no epub version available for the giveaway, sorry.)

The Unsacred
Gift

Excerpt # 3 From
Chapter 13

He hugged me and
said, “I will keep in touch.” I just nodded and let go.

I stood there
and watched him get into his car and drive off, then watched his taillights
fade into the darkness down the street. I felt something wet against my skin
when the cool air breezed past my face, and realized I was crying. Wiping my
eyes didn’t help much, as the tears were flowing like a waterfall.

I was one big
mess.

I began to
shake, like the temperature had dropped fifteen degrees. Pull yourself
together. You knew something like this would happen! Why are you crying now?
I thought about it. I was not crying because of Chris—I was crying because I
knew I could never let love find me. But I didn’t want to hide from it. I
wanted to reveal myself to it, but my visions held me back. So I let love pass
me by like I wasn’t there.

I heard the door
open. My family was laughing and talking as they walked out of the house, then
hugged one another goodbye on the porch. I quickly wiped my eyes and turned
around to find that my Granny was standing next to me. She looked up at me, and
her eye narrowed as she frowned. I smiled, trying to play off the pain that I
was feeling in my heart. It felt like a knife had sliced through it, and never
been pulled out.

She grabbed my
arm and said, “Love will only find you if you let it. You’re not letting love
do its job. You’re trying to do its job for it. You need to be free in your
mind and heart. Don’t let the gift that has been bestowed upon you ruin your
life—just let it be a part of it.” She shook her head. “Life is only what you
make of it. It is your perception of it that makes life the way it is. You have
to come to terms with how you want to live it.” She hugged me and kissed me on
the forehead.

I knew this was
the last time I would see her beautiful face and her salty-colored hair, but I
prepared myself for the outcome. It would break me and my family, especially my
mom.

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